2- The SHAKES.

The boys were tired. It was one of those days when they're on their Van, going to their concerts and to be honest it hasn't been easy for them.

Hardin was wearing headphones on his head, going through a file in his hand while the other members were sleeping.

After a long day of practice, they were on their way to LA for their concert.

The life of a celebrity is not easy.

Hardin yawned briefly and grabbed a bottle of water from his backpack.

"Are we near there yet, Manager?" Marcel asked. He was the youngest and the inquisitive one.

Of course, he had to ask the same question going through their heads.

"Five minutes more." Replied their Manager.

"What is the noise all about?" Scott asked, he was just waking up.

"Nothing to bother yourself about, brother," Marcel said, his eyes fixed on Hardin. "Are you not tired?"

Hardin raised his eyes from the file in his eyes and turned back to face Marcel. Marcel gasped when his eyes collided with Hardin's cold ones. He thought that Hardin was listening to music and couldn't hear him. Alas, it wasn't the case.

"I mean... You don't look like you closed your eyes at all." He explained himself.

The others laughed at him and the journey continued.

****

"Hardin, it's time to do your hair." His hairstylist said to him, Hardin stood up gracefully from the couch he was sitting on and walked towards the dressing table.

The noise from the main stage was deafening. Fans were already coming in and the time was running out.

Hardin stared at himself in the mirror and pushed his fingers through his hair. He sighed, his eyes dropping to his bare chest.

It's time for the show.

"Get it done with." He grumbled.

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Emma's POV:

We are here live!

I couldn't believe that it was happening to me, I was going crazy for real.

Damn.

I was finally.... After so long, I was finally going to see SHAKE perform on stage. I was finally going to see Hardin.

"Snap out of your daydream girl and chant!" Lizzy said to me, her eyes cutting at me, and went back to fixating on the stage.

In less than ten minutes I'll see them... I'll see him.

I was excited.

I was so happy that I didn't even know how to react.

You don't understand. You wouldn't understand just how hard I prayed for this day.

How much I wished for it to come true and here we are.

Every fan girl's dream is to one day see her idol. Now my dream is about to be fulfilled.

I didn't know what to do, I was overwhelmed by excitement.

I was about to explode with happiness.

Huh! What you do to me, Hardin, you will never know.

The stage light went out.

And then a dim light came on.

A figure stood on stage before three other figures joined him.

Fans around me started screaming and shouting. My favorite song was playing and the performance began.

You should have seen me that night.

You should have seen how obsessed. How starstruck I was.

What I feel.

I don't think it's normal.

What attracted me to SHAKE, or let me just say Hardin was that they are not like every other group that I know.

They were unique.

Just like the performance going on in front of me. The stage presence was top-notch.

Hardin's rapping voice alone can make you cum, duh.

I started waving my hand while singing along with Scott who was now singing his verse.

A dream came true.

I was forever grateful to Lizzy for giving me this front-roll ticket.

She is the best.

The second song came on and the main show began.

It was a party rock song and the boys went crazy on stage.

They're not the type that cares about synchronized choreography, instead, they care more about hyping up their fans.

Kings among other Kings.

I was smiling widely and giggling when Scott was singing. He slowly climbed down the staircases that lead to the front roll and I fought to keep my excitement in balance.

I wanted to scream for him to notice me.

I couldn't stop my mouth.

"Scott, I love you! " I screamed. He smiled, his eyes searching for the voice that just stood out among other thousands of people before those blue eyes landed on me.

My heart skipped and started beating against my chest rapidly.

Shit.

Shit.

He is coming.

I pushed out my hand so that I could touch him just like others were doing and I did! Oh my God.

I touched the vocal King. I touched Scott!

He held my hand and smiled while singing then just almost immediately he let go of my hand.

I didn't know if I should cry or smile.

But I know.

One thing was clear.

My journey to the concert was going to be the beginning of good things in my life.

I knew it.

I was sure of it.

We couldn't go back home that night since the concert ended at 10 pm. I was worried about where we would spend the night but Lizzy had it all planned out.

Lizzy's aunt lives in LA and she was okay with us passing the night at her place.

"Bitch you're so lucky. I can't believe that Scott grabbed your hand! I have been to their concert three times but I was never lucky." She said and glared playfully at me.

I was indeed happy.

"Don't worry, you'll be as lucky as me soon," I told her and she scoffed.

" I wish," she mumbled.

I lay down on the bed in Lizzy's aunt's visitors' room and closed my eyes.

I had fun.

So much fun that I didn't want it to end.

Watching their live performances on YouTube wasn't doing it any justice.

I was grateful that I was present at the concert.

It's only up from here.

I believe that everything I ever wanted will slowly come to me.